It seems Nate’s beloved blankey now has a little competition.
We bought Nate this hat at a Savannah Sand Gnats game back when he was just a baby. Andrew found it the other day and handed to Nate. From there it was hat history.
Loves His Hat
Hat Head
He wanted it on his noggin all day long. While he ate. While he played. While we carved pumpkins. While we changed diapers. He even refused to part with it during his nap time. I would tell him, “Okay Nate. It’s time to say night-night to your hat.” He would scream, “NO! Hat! Hat! Hat!” He was heartbroken so I gave in – I mean what kind of harm would it do to let him sleep with the hat in his crib? He was so comforted when I gave it back to him. He laid right down on his pile of blankeys and put his thumb in his mouth – all the while holding on tight to “hat.”
Andrew thinks I’m a big meanie head but I’ve since put “hat” out of sight so it will hopefully stay out of mind. I just don’t want to have to struggle with the emotional ups and downs that “hat” can create. I think it’s adorable and all but I just don’t want “hat” to be yet another thing I have to lug around with me. I already have to carry two blankeys with us wherever we go (plus the angry man)!
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